H. I. M

COFFEE BOY

" An extra bottle of beer please" a customer called out

" Coming" Robert answered and attended to the customer. Thereafter he called his boss aside

" Ma, I thought I was employed as a delivery guy, I'm not sure I can handle this......" He did not even finish when she cut him short

" Adam called , said he wasn't feeling fine, I couldn't attend to yeh customers alone. Earn your keep" she said " Ah ha, before I forget you also have some delivery to do after this. I'll pay you for the extra hours you worked so don't worry about that"

" My aunt will be worried if I come home late ma. Can I do my delivery and go??"

" So who's gonna attend to the customers? Me? Why can't you see you're being too selfish, you signed up for a job, you're supposed to know that these are unexpected challenges that will follow" she walked off

" Excuse me" another customer called " Hello "he called again , this time louder

" How can I help you sir?" Robert raced to the man with a heavy heart.

It was time to close and all the customers had left. His boss did pay him for the extra hours but then again he had to deliver chicken to those that ordered. He made sure he had called his Aunt to tell her he would be late, she didn't say anything unusual, she only told him to be back before eleven.

" Delivery " Robert shouted as soon as he got to the last house. He pressed the doorbell repeatedly until someone answered.

A man stepped out. Tall, gruff and handsome. He was looking all too familiar. His silk black hair shone in the dark and his blue eyes were as blue as the ocean. He was giving the mafia boss kind of vibe

" Please sign here sir" Robert said

" Alright"

" Are you from around here sir?"

" I'm canadian"

" That's a shocker you don't look it" Robert laughed awkwardly

" And you don't look like a talkative" Damon said and scanned him from head to toe " You look familiar for some reason"

" I do?"

" Coffee boy? "

"Ohhh" Robert said as realization hit him " You're the man who helped me in the coffee shop. I didn't get to thank you properly the other time. Thank you sir"

" Do you always get bullied?"

" Always is an understatement. At every opportunity they get. I'm currently in detention because I fought back and I feel so good"

" The boy from the coffee shop, is he one of them??" Damon asked

" Yes "

" Next time they try that, break their bones, tear their skin and burn them" Damon adviced with a straight face

" What the.." Robert said bursting into laughter " How do you say such things with a straight face?" Robert laughed again

" Name's Damon" he stretched out his hands

" I'm Robert" he says smiling, it has been really long since Robert had a good laugh

" How old are you kid??" Damon asked

" I'm 17, I'll be 18 next month"

" You're still a minor. Run along now, your family must be waiting "

" Have a good night sir"